Finally

I passed the 10 pound mark on my weight loss "journey." (Isn't that a cheesy thing to call it? I couldn't think of a better word.) It's actually about 12 lbs down. Hurray!! And, in other things under the "finally" category, my friend Amanda had her baby on the 12. He is very beautiful, and I am very very jealous.

He weighs 8 pounds. Ha! I've lost more weight than a baby!

The ballet on Friday was wonderful and beautiful, and in a tiny little theater. It was very intimate, and sometimes I could hear ankles popping. Quite traumatic, as my worse fear is broken ankles (mine or anyone else's).

Terroni, I am working on getting a picture of my hot new bag, perhaps tomorrow.

I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it. Always, I want to live more intensely and richly. Why muck & conceal one's true longings and loves, when by speaking of them, one might find someone to understand them; and by acting on them, one might discover oneself.